A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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HUM BHARTIYA KEHLATA HAI

हम बच्चे हँसते गाते हैं।

हम आगे बढ�

Quite possibly

To laugh often and much;

To win the respect of intelligent people

and the affecti

ITIHAS ON ME NAAM LIKHA MERA DESH

यारा प्यारा मेरा देश,

सजा – संवार

hume akele chodne ka irada kun

दोस्ती का वादा किया था।,साथ निभाने का

HOTON PE SACHAI REHTI HI

होठों पे सच्चाई रहती है, जहां दिल में �

Sometimes I Get Lonely

Sometimes I get lonely

Instagram, Twitter, Facebook

Always connecting but not con

I'll Be There

I'll be there for you no matter what.

I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba

Goodbye To You

  I thought you were so cool.

  Boy, I was wrong.

  I feel like su

Love In Your Eyes

When I am looking into your eyes,

I see all the love you have for me.

I see in yo

me kon hun

आग हूँ आगाज़ हूँ खुद की गलती छुपाने वा�